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456 pages, Hardcover
First published June 5, 2012
"Our French is more patois than pure, but it marks us as what we are: Métis. Once the children of the coureurs de bois and their Indian wives of convenience, we are now just what the name means: mixed. Half-breeds. Not red enough to be red, and not white enough to be white. We don’t have a native tongue. Our myths are a curious twist of European tales and plains folklore, and never do we dance until we become one with the spirit world. We jig instead, hopping and skipping to fiddle and spoons."The descriptions are beautifully written, giving the appropriate mystical feel to the book. The author is half-Métis, and it shows that she knows her subject, the legends, and has done the research. The plot plods and drags along; however beautiful the writing, I found myself reading the book in bits and pieces, never able to withstand more than a dozen pages or so at a time, because it just was not interesting to me. The plot did not live up to my expectations of a dystopian adventure.
"...The cadence of the drum changes and the crowd parts. The Elders, wrapped in cloaks of woven cedar bark, stagger up to the fire. Firelight glints off the shells sewn to the capes, shells that have become eyes of the creatures painted there."